Chapter 8: The Human Heart (3)

"What...... What are you talking about, my grandfather, my grandfather, what's wrong with him?" Gao Huaide was so frightened that his eyes suddenly turned black, and he almost fell headlong.

King Qi is the title that Guo Wei added to his father this year, and the newly built Qi Wangfu is located in the city of Qizhou, fifty miles away. This is also the reason why he took a leave of absence to visit relatives this time, and did not rush home to visit his friends on the Yellow River embankment first. Anyway, it's still early in the dark at the moment, and it's not too late to enter the city before sunset.

Unexpectedly, just turning a corner on the road, I actually heard the bad news that my father was critically ill. If regret medicine can be bought in the world at this moment, Gao Huaide can't wait to exchange his life.

"Old prince, old prince heard that you were about to arrive home this morning, and as soon as he was happy, he drank two bowls of wine. And then, while going out to train the soldiers, he accidentally, accidentally, fell off his horse!And then, then, he vomited blood, and fell unconscious, unconscious!" the messenger who rolled off his horse cried and added loudly. Every word is like a knife, piercing Gao Huaide's heart.

If he hadn't taken a detour to the Yellow River embankment and had gone straight home, he might have been able to block his father in the city. If he accompanied his father to play the pawn today, with his current skills, he might be able to pull his father back on horseback at the last moment. If he hadn't coveted the Biansai to make a contribution, but had honestly accepted his knees, perhaps his father would not have liked it too much when he heard the news of his return. If......

Thinking of this, Gao Huaide no longer had the courage to delay. Rushed to his horse in three steps and two steps, and flew up. Then he shook the horse's head violently, and hit the horse's belly with both legs, "driving ......"

"Sigh shh

"Hiding ......" Chai Rong pulled it and didn't hold it, so he could only stomp his feet at Gao Huaide's back, "Anyway, you also bring Ziming, in this world, who has higher medical skills than him?"

"No, King Qi met with my junior brother a few days ago. I've given him a look, and there shouldn't be any big trouble recently!" Zheng Ziming followed unhurriedly and shook his head.

"Wangqi, you still want to be angry!" Chai Rong was overjoyed at first, and then, his face was full of anxiety, "Then why didn't you tell Zangyong earlier, he left in such a hurry, in case he ......"

"He is the medicine primer of the King of Qi, if he doesn't go back, the King of Qi may have to continue to vomit blood!" Zheng Ziming shrugged, and the old god added on the ground.

"You-" Chai Rong really couldn't stand his contemptuous attitude, and couldn't help frowning. But in the next moment, he seemed to read something from the smile of his third brother. He waved his arm and shook his head with a sigh, "You, alas—"

Zheng Ziming smiled at him again, the expression on his face became more and more playful, turned his head, walked quickly to the Qizhou messenger who was crawling up from the ground, and asked softly: "Brother this messenger, I don't know what to call it?"

He was already tall and tall, and for the past two years he has been working on the river embankment every day, so his body has been polished to become stronger and stronger. Compared to the messenger who had just risen from the ground, it was like a giant bear looking down on a chick. The latter immediately felt his heart tighten, and the words he said immediately became stammering, "In the next, in the next, in the next, with the surname of the head of the family, but the name is a clear character!"

"Well, Gao Ming, that's a good name!" Zheng Ziming grinned, two rows of white teeth, which looked like two sharp guillotines, "Dare to ask Gao Ming, your lord, how many mouthfuls of blood have you spitted? What color is it? When his old man fell off the horse, which foot landed first?"

Gao Ming's heart twitched again, and the words he said became more and more upside down, "Three, three, no, four." The villain was standing far away and couldn't count clearly. When he fell off the horse, he was left foot first, not right foot, not left and right foot at the same time...... , Master Hou, villain, the villain was too far away at the time, I really didn't see it clearly!"

"Okay, if you don't see it clearly, you don't see it clearly, it's not a big deal!" Zheng Ziming took half a step back, stretched out his hand, and patted the other party's shoulder with a pleasant face, "You go back, and by the way, call your second son-in-law too." He supervised the food for everyone in the back. King Qi is critically ill, and it is not appropriate for him, who is a son, not to go back to fulfill his filial piety!"

"Alas, alas!" said the messenger, who had been pardoned, bowed his head and wiped his sweat, jumped on his horse in a panic, and fled. From beginning to end, he didn't care about giving the prince Chai Rong a salute, let alone explaining a few words for his own owner.

Looking at his back and running away, Zheng Ziming couldn't help but sneer and shook his head, "Hehe, Harrier, Mad Bear, White Horse, hehe, it's really better to be famous than to meet!"

"Okay, we've rested enough, it's time for us to continue working!" At this time, how could Chai Rong not see that Qi Wang Gao Xingzhou was pretending to be sick?

"He, why did he do this? Your Highness, Your Highness and the Hou Ye, but they have always regarded Gao Huaide as their own brother!" Although Fu Zhaowen was a civil official, his reaction speed was slower than that of two military generals. He stepped forward in a daze, with a blank face full of emotion.

Gao Xingzhou, the king of Qi, forced his son not to dare to stay by Chai Rong's side by pretending to be sick, obviously because he didn't want Gao Huaide to get involved in the contradiction between Chai Rong and Wang Jun, so he made up his mind and prepared to let the Gao family stand by.

This choice can be considered rational, but it is extremely unsatisfactory. First of all, Gao Huaide, Chai Rong, Zheng Ziming and others once fought side by side on the front line in Zhenzhou, and they once shed blood together, and they had a very strong brotherhood with each other. Second, Gao Huaide's younger brother Gao Huailiang is Chai Rong's henchman who has been picked up with one hand, and he has already been branded with the crown prince's line, how can he immediately pick it up if he wants to pick it up? Third, although Wang Jun is currently in power to the government and the opposition, Chai Rong is still the only heir to the throne, and Emperor Guo Wei has not revealed any tone of changing other people's words so far. At such a time, the Gao family suddenly wants to distance themselves from the prince, which will inevitably make people think about it.

"What he does, it's all his business, he has a clear conscience!" Chai Rong was obviously hit hard by Gao Xingzhou's actions, and stepped into the mud again, sneering.

"Horses are the most clever, when they hear the wind and grass, they will hide far away! Return that sentence, it is better to ask for others than to seek yourself, and to strike iron still depends on your own hardness!" Zheng Ziming smiled on the side, rubbed his legs vigorously with his hands, and stretched his waist, "Let's go, it's time to continue working." Taking advantage of the fine weather, continue to repair the next section of the embankment. ”

"Let's go! Thousands of sails on the side of the sinking boat! With you, Yuen Long, and Zhongqing, I don't believe it, a few lumps of mud, can you still stop the passing water?" Chai Rong looked at Zheng Ziming and responded very seriously.

"Then, let's go!" Fu Zhaowen seemed to understand what he heard, followed behind Zheng Ziming and Chai Rong, and walked towards his team one by one.

Next to the river beach, the 3,000 Cangzhou elites and the more than 30,000 people who stayed after careful selection have finished resting. Seeing the arrival of the crown prince Chai Rong and the champion Hou, he immediately got up quickly and formed the team. In the blink of an eye, it was lined up horizontally and vertically, looking at the momentum, it was no less than a hundred battle elites. However, at this moment, they are holding shovels and flat poles in their hands, not broadswords and spears.